"No way!"
Fang Lin sat back in his seat, "Nangong Lingxue, I know that your Nangong family knows the palace's intelligence very well, but this does not mean that you can say random things."
Nangong Lingxue watched Fang Lin suppress his anger and murderous intent, pretending to be calm.
The neglect he had received these days and the dissatisfaction in his heart suddenly disappeared.
In fact, seeing Fang Lin like this, Nangong Lingxue didn't feel so bad about the failure of the executioner.
Nangong Lianxue found a seat and sat down, her delicate lips parted slightly: "What, no one is serving tea?"
Fang Lin narrowed his eyes and motioned to the maid.
The maid hurriedly made some good tea for Nangong Lianxue.
Nangong Lingxue looked at Fang Lin and secretly admired him. He was worthy of being the genius of the contemporary generation, and could be compared with the genius of the four major families.
Such a xinxing is really excellent.
Unfortunately, I was born at the wrong time.
If there were no geniuses born among the four major families in the imperial city, Fang Lin would now be far more than just a prison officer in Fanlin City.
What's even more pity is that Dongfang Lan, Liuyun Continent's number one genius, is still in a coma. This also gave Fang Lin one less chance to prove himself.
"I did receive news that Wu Donglai, the acting prison officer, secretly went to the border of Qingyun Kingdom. However, there was no information in the news that he wanted to select the execution officer."
"The four major families in the imperial city all want to take Guan Ti as their own. In fact, Guan Ti will not choose among the four major families at all. This has been determined for a long time."
"I have always believed that the position of executioner belongs to you."
Nangong Lianxue began to defend Fang Lin. The more she said this, the more comfortable she felt.
Fang Lin clenched his fists and his whole body tensed.
There were even more veins showing on his forehead, and his breathing began to become heavier.
"What a pity. Why did the executioner just choose someone at random?"
Nangong Lianxue looked at Fang Lin's expression and continued: "If it hadn't been for Wu Donglai's random actions, you would have become the most powerful official in Qingyun Kingdom in the future."
Fang Lin gradually calmed down, and the murderous intent in his eyes gradually became restrained.
"Wu Donglai doesn't dare to make his own decisions, he must have enough reasons." Fang Lin said, "If His Majesty does not take back the sentence and does not convict Wu Donglai, then the mention of the executioner is His Majesty's approval. In that case , I will naturally have no more evil thoughts."
Nangong Lingxue picked up the tea cup, looked at the tea leaves, and put it down calmly.
"Come here, change the tea! Who is Nangong Lingxue? How can he drink the same tea as Zhang Peng?"
Fang Lin glared at the maid.
The maid was so frightened that she quickly knelt down to apologize.
"I'm not here to drink tea." Nangong Lianxue shook her head slightly and said, "Whether you are a prisoner or not, our Nangong family will always treat you the same."
After a pause, Nangong Lianxue said: "I still have news. Zhao Zhengui is the prison officer of the imperial town. He is also a national counselor and assists in the government affairs. His official duties are heavy. Your Majesty appreciates his hard work and wants to reduce the pressure on Zhao Zhen."
"Oh?" Fang Lin's heart moved, "I wonder which part of the pressure your Majesty would like to reduce?"
"Prison Officer of Imperial City."
Nangong Lianxue said: "Since a year and a half ago, the affairs of the Prison Department of Huangcheng City have been entrusted to Wu Donglai. Although he is diligent and dedicated, many things must be reported to the National Master before they can be handled. If the report cannot be made, the order cannot be fulfilled, and it cannot be done. As a result, the prison officials in various cities and towns in Qingyun Kingdom are not as good as before."
Fang Lin was speechless. As the prison officer of Fanlin Town, he knew this very well.
The Prison Department has become a swamp.
The affairs of various border cities were placed on his desk, and even he shook his head after looking at them.
"Could it be that His Majesty wants to punish the Prison Secretary?" Fang Lin asked tentatively, "But what does this have to do with me?"
Nangong Lingxue's delicate face showed a smile, "Wu Donglai is no longer qualified to participate in the Four Directions Competition at the age of Wu Donglai. He will definitely climb the Yunhai Stone Tablet Mountain in the future. Anyway, it has been delayed. So if he climbs in eight and a half years, it will still be in eighteen and a half years. He won't care about climbing. People like him should become the pillars of the Qingyun Kingdom like General Liu. Only when there are successors can he leave with peace of mind. If Zhao Zhen, the national counselor, resigns from the post of prison officer in the imperial town, Who do you think the next prison officer of Imperial City will be?"
Fang Lin's eyes flashed, "The Prison Officer of the Imperial City is the head of the Prison Department of the entire Qingyun Kingdom. You can't choose a talent from the younger generation for such an important position, right?"
"This is the case for the execution officer, and it should be the same for the prison officer in the imperial town. This should be the case for at least eight and a half years."
"Just like the position of prison officer, the prison officer in Imperial City is more sensitive, and it is even less possible to choose among the four major families."
"In the final analysis, the appointment of a prison officer is just a false position. There has never been anyone who truly holds real power. In my opinion, it is not as real as the prison officer in the imperial town."
After hearing this, Fang Lin's ambition rekindled in his heart.
Of course he is confident and has real power in his position as the executioner.
In the eight and a half years before the next Storm of Four Directions, he will accumulate enough resources and reputation, and with the brightest aura, he will win the title of Storm of Four Directions and lay the foundation for ascending to the heaven.
Unfortunately, things are unpredictable.
However, this imperial town prison officer also has great potential!
However, wanting to secure this position requires more than just talent.
Still need outstanding meritorious deeds!
In this way, the Nangong family, the last of the four major families in the imperial city, has become of great use.
Not only can the Zhao family, the national master, not be a help, but they will also be resentful of the next imperial town prison officer because the national master Zhao Zhen resigned from the position of the imperial town prison officer.
General Baili's family is a military force. No matter how the prison officials in Imperial City change, they must stay away.
The Shangguan family of the Prime Minister, a family of civil servants, originally had an inextricable relationship with the Prison Secretary. The position of Clerk of the Prison Secretary has always been a member of the Shangguan family. Even if the Shangguan family approached intentionally, His Majesty would not want to see them.
On the contrary, the Nangong family, the Queen's business family, became the first choice for alliance.
Financial power means resources. No matter how close Fang Lin is to the Nangong family, he will not arouse jealousy. Instead, he can use the news in the palace to solve many problems for His Majesty without having to make them public.
Fang Lin's attitude became more gentle.
In the front hall of the Prison Department, the atmosphere became harmonious.
"I want to know who this executioner is."
Fang Lin has always been worried about it.
"I don't know, but I think he will come to Fanlin City."
Nangong Lingxue said, looking at Fang Lin.
The eyes of the two people collided in the air, and they already knew some things without saying them clearly.
Fang Lin and Nangong Lingxue looked at each other and smiled, understanding each other tacitly.
They don't have to be a punishment officer, but they definitely can't let a monk at the first level of spiritual awareness become a punishment officer so smoothly.
By then, all the popular talents who are candidates for execution will become a complete joke!
For Fang Lin, yes. The same is true for the four major families!
It's just a false position, either Wu Donglai will continue to take over temporarily, or it will be vacant.
At this moment, outside the Prison Suppression Department, the commotion was getting louder and louder.
Fang Lin and Nangong Lianxue had sensed it a long time ago and didn't care. Why are they fighting like this now?
"Fang Teng."
"Eldest nephew." Fang Teng trotted all the way into the front hall.
"Go and see outside the door to see if Zhang Peng caused any trouble." Fang Lin ordered.
Fang Teng accepted the order, handed over to Nangong Lianxue, and went to investigate.
Time moved forward a quarter of an hour, Zhang Peng had just left, and Nangong Lingxue had just arrived.
